Alone how do I imagine my lesbian self? alone within busy identities summers of those wild waves young women sailed together if I told you we would never feel close to the wind again, would you cry? you can keep old photos suspended in crystal prisms of sparkling cities a cat named snow a cat named snow loved me not, so? my brother's arms filled with fur fluff but not for me kitty kisses what harvest awaits earth has a breathing skin moisture enfolding rising out and in drops in swirls storms carrying away life what harvest awaits visits by the solar winds so many branches to touch brittle spines caressed by dust in trembling times how can we be at the same time? how can we be both inside and outside of organic structure at the same time? to be experientially in structure as lived practices and processes. permeability spontaneous site specific chaos and complexity order in every thing.
Kim Reed lives in Chicago. Many references in her poems include nature, consciousness, memory, and life in the city.